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You know me too well, Mr. McGurr. This is indeed, almost line for line, one of the gigantic alien angels I drew in issue #2 of my comic "Spudd 64" way back in 2004. For some reason, this is exactly what I thought of when I read that line about "the resurrection fellow comes a-calling," and resurrection is actually a heavy thematic element in that issue of "Spudd 64." I guess it does fit, in a weird way.

Even stranger though, the simpler piece I did just before this one (page 455, the "Queer! queer! queer!" page) took me a few hours while this piece flew by in under an hour. I am so familiar and comfortable with this style of drawing I can basically do it in my sleep, I think. Again, weird.

I suppose my comment above explains that, Titus, but it definitely shows just how much, for good or ill, a childhood spent reading comics has influenced me visually. I have a real love / hate relationship with that influence right now, and part of this whole "Moby-Dick" project has been me wrestling with it. Should this project be a loving farewell letter to those influences, or an embrace? I'm still not sure how I feel.